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Chapter 329 - : Shenlong Cauldron
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... k. His hands trembled as if devoid of strength.
The painting was ancient, its canvas yellowed with age and exuding a musty aura. Yet, the figure within remained clear.
In the painting was a woman, clad in cyan robes, holding a simple oil-paper umbrella. Her back was turned, standing atop a mountain, seemingly gazing into the distance.
Though it was just an outline, Fang Lin instantly recognized her. That figure belonged to his mother.
Not his mother in this life, ...
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